Is he a soldier 
Sodered pain upon his heart
Just a loving filigree
Agree that this is just a part
He’s got a gun-Pon his shoulder
Loaded with the never ending
Never-ending story ends
Cause this is just the start

Is he an addict he emphatically constricts the feeling
Mad and he depicts the squealing
Sad and he repicks the one he never thought he'd loose
Nevers just a word
But conflicted he just broods
So lost in his old mood

Its just a part that he feels
Apart from the feeling
He's just a part of the whole
One understanding
There cant be two of you
Who’s looking back at you

Its just a part that he feels
Apart from the feeling
He's just a part of the whole
One understanding
There cant be two of you
Who’s looking back at you




















On this stationary Ive received from the services I offered
To my country and self
I write for Oshun’s health
I admit Ive run from destiny 
As my path was ever changing
Ive been avoiding all the winds 
Ive close my eyes to what Im painting and
now Im fainting in the face of danger
The unknown haunts my dreams and 
Im no stranger when this realms fabric
rips at the seams
And a beam from the void
And a great love supreme
And a scene from the past
Though it seems like a dream
Theres a boy with a drum
What grin hints of mischief
She's intrigued by the man deep inside
no resistance
To the distance of the king deified
Hes a great king now though he once was alive
What a shame that he died
(Its alright, storms alive)


Is he a coward
Lost in fear he lies about the past
In now he's different than the last
and he's loosing her so fast
Much faster than he knows
Mastered fear regains the truth
The pastor couldn't show
The soldier chose to grow

Is he a coward
Lost in fear he lies about the past
In now he's different than the last
and he's loosing her so fast
Much faster than he knows
Mastered fear regains the truth
The pastor couldn't show
The soldier chose to grow

Its just a part that he feels
Apart from the feeling
He's just a part of the whole
One understanding
There cant be two of you
Who’s looking back at you